The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1887-05-17
HOW CAN THEY MANAGE TIP
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New YORK, May Al was leaning over
the railing of the crack roadhouse of New
York last Sunday afternoon watching the
stream Of snowy carriages that rolled to
and fro in front of me, when there was a
little conlmotlon in the str cam, and mag
nificent mail cart ratified up to the steps. 1t
was drawn by team of spirited bays, who
would have been cheap at $1,000, and the
harness was mounted in silver The polished
steel pole chains ratified with noise enough
to attract the eyes Of everybody within a
radius of fifty feet The horses collars
were white canvas and the reins
as white as milk Perched on the box seat
with his Rat cast over his eyes, his hands in
cased in neat driving gloves, and his we'll
fitting coat adorned by a boutonniere of
lilies of the valley, sat a hatchet-faced boy
of perhaps 20 years. He drew the horses up
with jerk, and the groom, who sat OH the
rear seat, bounced to the ground and ran to
the head of the pole. The driver dropped
the reins- carelessly, pulled golden cigarette
case from one pocket and silver match
box from the other, lighted French ciga-
rette, inhaled the smoke carelessly, and then
climbed with the WEAKNESS of extreme old
age to the ground. He was deliberately
attired and very bored by the attention
he attracted apparently In fact, think
l never saw man assume more readily the
manners of an aged voluptuary. He
stretched and yawned again and then slowly
began to toll up the stairs-the picture of a
dissipated young millionaire. Half way up
he glanced to the right and nodded careless
" to my companion and rather whimsically
to me. Both of us burst out laughing at the
tremendous bearing of the little chap, and
my companion said qui2zically:
Glow do you do Mr.. VanderbiltT
Quote clipper, thanks drawled the boy.
''You look it,
''Ya-asn
He grinned with more animation than he
had shown and moved in toward the bar.
The man at my side CHANGED to be police
justice. Five weeks ago | went down to
sit on the bench with him at jefferson Mar
ket for the purpose of looking at the stream
Of mouInful humanity that seeks redress at
these tribunals of the poor. -Four or five of
the conventional drunken cases came up,
and then an overdressed chorus girl, her
snappy husband and a theatrical agent all
rushed up and explained that the chorus
girl had had her diamonds stolen the night
before, and that they had just succeeded
in catching the thief Upon that they
produced solemn little cad dressed in the
cheapest flash clothes and the most trans
parent jewelry, who called me by name in
stantly and waived an airy salute. | re-
membered then that he was my tailors
errand boy and messenger. 1t seems that.
aftef the days work was over, he spent the
nights in the company of burlesque actresses
and chorus girls. He admitted having stolen
the diamonds, gave up the tickets, apolOgized
in most de6Onoir manner and was fined
IS. He asked me to go security for him till
he could get it, and the Judge allowed it to
go at that. 1t is only fair to say that within
ten minutes after he left the court room he
was back with the money. l did not see
him again until he drove up in all that
magnificent style at the roadhouse, where
the Judge and / were lounging away
Il Sunday afternoon. Since that time
have seen him everywhere He
is living at the rate of about
$50, 900 year. The question is, How does
he do its II is a mystery compared with
which the mysteries of Middle Africa are
transparent For an hour on Sunday the
Judge and watched the coming and going
of men, whose sudden access of fortune is
almost as remarkable as that of the we'll
clad little tailor's boy One hotel clerk who
was recently dismissed from his position for
a series of light peculations, drove up tan
dem in stunning cart with a burlesque
actress by his side and climbed aloft to a
private dining-room and o $50 dinner.
Another pudgy-faced little man arrived in
similar splendor and nodded casually to q
few acquaintances, who recalled the time
when he was bill posters assistant without
an effort They came indoors, and the
question that followed every one of them
was, "How docs he manage to do itF
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